Carrying a Monster
Since then, we had embarked on a long, painful journey to conceive.
To get an heir, he put aside his Alpha pride and sought out every remedy.
He drank bitter herbal concoctions daily, and his back was covered in needle marks from the Healer's acupuncture treatments.
Every time we failed to sense a wolf soul during the full moon, he would hold me with red eyes, apologizing over and over again.
His mother, the former Luna, even knelt before the Moon Goddess's temple for three days and nights, begging for a blessing.
The night we finally conceived through an ancient ritual, the usually stern and stoic Kael held me and cried like a helpless child.
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